No wonder the party members were smothered by Da’in.
“Hehehe, then do you all want to register as friends?”
At Dain’s suggestion, the party welcomed it readily.
“Sure.”
“Then we’ll do more some other times!”
So Da’in bid a final farewell to the party; after which, she roamed Morata wanting a tour.
Entering the town, she saw many shops were still in construction that she had never seen before.
“Need people to go hunting in the hills in the south. Preferably Wizard.”
“Need those beyond the level of 300. Need warriors that can take hits of those level 400 or more.”
“Want Wizards. Necromancers and Summoners welcome. To do quest.”
There were many people who were trying to recruit members to hunt or do quests.
While many blue collar workers in their rightful place began creating items, the other vendors set up their shops.
Tailors, faith, trading post opened!
From these small textile vendors, leather and cloths were woven.
Rather than going to other cities to buy the expensive leather, adventurers here paid money to have their customized equipments produced in exchange.
Since Morata was the leading in textile technology, pretty good items were produced from the given materials.
The faith vendors relieved curses and gave blessings, while they also played a role in training Paladins and Clerics.
The trading post was a popular place that was always crowded with Merchants.
At Morata, with the rise in traffic of people, the need for luxurious goods, food, weapons and armors were also on the rise.
While some others obtained goods sold in Morata, and earned profits by selling the materials at other regions.
The Mercenary Guild was finally completed.
Members of the Red Shield mercenary gathered after their tough lives of mercenaries.
After one having exchange drinks with the mercenaries, they share a conversation regarding the employment of these hired guns.
In some cases, someone who doesn’t want to for a party for a quest chooses to hire mercenaries.
The dialogue between them is to figure out whether the soon to be hire merc has the basic qualification to be do the job.
After considering the reputation, level, and occupation, the chance of the employment corresponds to the level of familiarity.
Although their services were expensive and on a daily allowance, endless amount of people had been looking for mercenaries because their costs spoke for their effectiveness.
While Da’in took a lap around the town to purchase the necessary goods, she walked to a party seeking a Wizard.
“Class Shaman. If you don’t mind it, my level is 227.”
“It’s a bit low, so…let me try to talk to the party members and I’ll be happy to reply.”
The leader was Paikeumaen(Pike-Man), with a pike polearm as a main weapon.
After having chatted with his party members via whispers, he nodded.
“It seemed you’re quite famous and well known. Da’in nim is very welcome. Our commissioned quest is to punish the servitors of the Skull before the coming sunset. Would you like to join?”
“Yes!”
Da’in joined the party even if it was just a simple quest.
The location for their quest was at the Green Lake near the town of Morata.
Da’in with her new party moved toward their destination.
Chapter 5: Lee Hyun’s Identity Uncovered
The second day of MT.
Morning came; along with a bunch of bizarre sounds came from the tents.
“Kkeueung, kkeung.”
“Heuheoheoheoheok!”
“Ma…my thigh.”
Pain resulted from the aftermath of yesterday’s running.
Even with the pain occurring during the event, it was nothing comparable to the muscle ache of the following day!
“All rise. It’s morning!”
The professors each went around the tents to wake everyone up.
With eyes so narrowed due to the sleepiness, they moved to wash their faces and hurried to prepare breakfast.
Each group nodded their heads grandly at their meals.
Due to the troubles of yesterday, they simply had ramen because they didn’t have the will to cook the materials otherwise; today, there was a wide range of food.
Chigeulchigeul. (sizzles)
Grilling pork, and also opened a bottle of cider.
“Can I drink the Soju?”
Some students asked the professors with hoarse breath.
Drinking in the morning is not condoned during an MT!
The professors delightfully allowed.
“Go ahead! Drink and see if you can withstand today’s training of hell!”
They withered and returned the Soju back to the box once again.
In Lee Hyun’s group, he used the leftover materials to boil stew; along with a side dish of seasoned premature leaf mustard kimchi.
He steamed the rice in a sotdanji until thick smoke evaporated, till the rice seemingly burnt, then they were allowed to eat. (???it’s like a flat kettle of a pan.)
“Hyeong, this food is really is the best!”
Choi Sang-jung gave it two thumbs up.
Min Sura also slurped down the meal and asked.
“Where did you learn to cook like this?”
It has long been settled that the ideal men are those that can make appealing dishes.
If you can cook day by day particularly for a woman, she can’t be helped but fall in love with you.
So from that standpoint, learning how to cook is a virtue of a man!
“My cooking skill rises over the years at home. It has been more than a decade already.”
“So you cooked since childhood? And the qualities are so high.”
“There are circumstances. And I learned more specific dishes in Royal Road.”
In Royal Road, there was a separate cooking skill. But simply relying on that could not lead to a finished dish from beginning to end.
In reality, even with just the improper adjustment of water in the rice cooker, the damage is enormous. At that point it’s either to turn into porridge or throw it away completely.
Practicing in Royal Road helped reduce these mistakes and even acted as flavor analysis.
Thus, in order copy the taste properly, it required accurately finding the increments in the recipe exactly.
Lee Hyun studied such recipes for days.
Given that the various parts in the recipe in virtual reality did not transliterate precisely out in the real world.
After having finished breakfast, the hell’s training started again!
“Group lunges. Just 300 meters worth.”
“Uoooooooooooooo.”
After the professor’s words, the students’ grievances were enormous.
With cramps in their legs at one point or another, they forcibly lunged for 300 meters.
In fact, the length of it wasn’t that long so it ended quickly.
“Today wasn’t bad. Didn’t even take more than 20 mins.”
“The professors also have consciences, huh.”
“I want to go back to sleeping more soundly.”
The students’ conversations were a bit relaxed.
Then as if to instilled more resentment, a professor spoke.
“Is the warm up exercise done?”
Since they overly abused their muscles during yesterday’s run, this warm up was to release the pent up tension in their muscles!
The real hell on this training schedule was the coming boat ride.
Eight people riding at once on the wooden boat.
“The rule is simple. One lap around the island paddling your boat.”
Since the professors won’t be able to keep an eye on everyone, they all were enclosed in life vests.
They also rented fishing boats to hover around, to watch out for any accidents that could occur.
Lee Hyun examined the detail of the boat.
‘The boat’s pretty old. Think it’s about 10 years old or so. I don’t have any experience on boats, let’s give it a try.’